In the twenty-fourth year of Taiping's reign, the spring in Qianjing was deep.
Ruan Shu went to a banquet he shouldn't have attended.
In the depths of the Zhumen, silk and bamboo are played all night long, and the distinguished guests enjoy themselves.
She had a lucky escape that night.
One person weaves a trap for her, and he teaches her not to believe in the truth.
One person knocked on the door with her, and he made her believe him sincerely.
We are not on the same journey, but we have to walk side by side in the same storm.
Until the innocence and guilt were overturned together, countless people cried under the lintel of the century-old house.
Ruan Shu finally understood that what she wanted was more than justice.
"Who said I can only play the pipa?"
Intention: There is always someone willing to hold the lamp for all living beings